Taking bikes down double dips
double scoops on sugar cones
you were almost like a brother
running down the cobblestones
your sister's spindled 45's
of the partridge family
your hot wheels spinning off the track
you were older than me
it was always fun at your house
running to your room upstairs
while our mothers sat and talked
in your orange velvet chairs
frozen milky ways
by the high diving board
in church we laughed at messed up zippers
when the praying made us bored
we shared a love for music
and the beatles as we grew
and the songs we wrote together
proved my blood ran into you
oh we bounced off of the beds
and slid like batman down the stairs
while our mothers sat and talked
in your orange velvet chairs
we're only blessed with
one childhood
one childhood
then we grow and break off shares
cause this was mine, but that was theirs
(one childhood)
slowly learn that no one cares
we lose our hope before our hairs
(one childhood)
and we say, oh look i lasted
‘til another december
and more than that, dear
i can still remember
orange velvet chairs